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waiting room and they were talking about omega things and fish oil and tanning beds. What the hell is all of that?”
    I laughed at the distressed look on his face and patted him on the shoulder. “Welcome to the world of modeling; they’re not all bad, though. There are some really nice guys out there. I take it this must be your first casting?”
    “Yeah, I’m not really into all of this, but could use the cash.”
    I nodded in understanding. “That’s why most of the guys get started. Believe me, if you’re picked up by Teeg Models, you’ll be set.” I pointed at the underwear and said, “Put those on, and when you’re done, come out to the hallway so I can rub you down.”
    Clearing his throat, he asked, “Rub me d-down?”
    “With baby oil…you know, to make you all shiny and defined.”
    “Oh, Jesus,” he responded, while holding his head with his hand. “I’m sorry, but this has been, by far, the strangest experience of my life. I was asked about my penis size, if I was into porn or something like that, and then they asked about me being naked on camera. When you said rub me down, I thought it was a test to see if I could get it up for everyone in the other room.”
    My head flew back and I laughed so hard that a little tear rolled down my face from the look on Adam’s face. He was not the typical model that I ran into, not even close. He was sweet, funny, and damn it, he liked Star Wars . He was almost my type, except for the fact that he was about to be standing in a scrap of underwear, rubbed down in oil in front of Zia and Meryl. He was a model, and that meant off limits.  
    I waited outside for Adam to get changed. I sent Nolly a text message to let her know that I wasn’t the only geek who liked Star Wars, which garnered me a “You’re still a nerd” text back from Nolly. Such a loving relationship that we had.  
    Adam poked his head past the door, hiding his body, as he said, “Uh, are these britches supposed to ride low…on the ass?”
    “Britches?” I crinkled my nose and laughed. “Yeah, they’re not supposed to be old man whitey tighties. Let me see.”
    “I’d rather not.”
    “Seriously? If you can’t show me, then there is no way you will be able to step out into the casting room. It can’t be that bad; just step out here.”
    Taking a deep breath, Adam opened the door and stepped out into the hallway. My breath escaped me as I took in his entire body.  
    Holy. Shit!
    I felt myself literally gulp as I took in his physique. He was toned from his head to his toes. The deep V cut in his waist was mesmerizing, and his legs matched his upper body. He most definitely didn’t forget his leg workouts. The underwear sat low on his hips, showing off his brilliantly sculpted stomach, but what really gained my attention was his package that was sitting on display. I could feel my tongue wanting to lick my lips in appreciation, but I stopped myself. Instead, I told him to turn around, which he did.  
    He was right, the underwear rode low on him, but it wasn’t because they were a bad fit; it was because the man had the ass of a god. To see such a round and sculpted butt on a man was rare, so I made sure to take the glorious piece of man meat in.
    “Do they fit alright?” he asked self-consciously.  
    “Perfect,” I said, while prying my eyes off of his ass and looking him in his eyes, which were smiling from my perusal.  
    “Were you just checking me out?” he asked, while turning around completely.  
    “It’s part of my job,” I shrugged my shoulders and grabbed a baseball hat that I put on his head backwards. “There, that will keep the ladies from being distracted by your hair.”
    “What’s wrong with my hair?” he asked, offended.  
    “See this?” I asked, touching his hair that flipped out from the side. “That needs to be cut. Zia likes her models with styled hair.”
    “Some people like the scruffy look,” he defended himself.
    “Hey, I think it’s